Personal Narrative Essay: Getting Back On The Road

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While the weather was good I decided this was the best time as any to get back on the road. So I rocked myself up and threw my pack over my shoulder. “Heading off?” Allen asked. “Yeah, while the weather’s good I should probably make up lost ground,”standing there it felt like he wanted something more from me. “Say, uh, I should probably get out of this place myself. Mind if I tag along?”He asked scratching his head. Yes! I had been needing someone that I could talk to when things got boring. Being alone with my thoughts wasn’t exactly helping me get through this journey and now I could share the moments with someone else. “Yeah, that’d actually be great,” I said with a smile,”the road can get pretty lonely sometimes.” “Great, let me just pack …show more content…

Who knows maybe I like it just enough to stay there,”he said half jokingly but also half serious. And we were off. My plan was for us to follow I-70 all the way through Colorado as it is the most scenic route and goes straight through the heart of the mountains. Of course we were still a little over 5 days away from from the beginning of the mountains but I wanted to have some sort of plan. I wanted to get through the mountains safely but I also wanted to hike some of them explore. Taking the railroad tracks would probably be my best option, following the road most of the time but also going out on its own in some points. We ended up staying outside the small town of Bethune, Colorado for the night. Finally in Colorado! Allen didn’t have his own tent but tonight didn’t seem to be a problem as there wasn’t suppose to be a chance for rain. I decided that I wouldn’t even put my tent up tonight and I got to lay under the stars. I thought of Christa and Justice a little bit, we would sometimes sit on a blanket in the backyard at night looking up at the stars before bed. The stars were so much brighter here because there wasn’t any big enough city to cause any type of light …show more content…

Allen liked to walk a little longer than 12 hours a day which was fine with me, it just meant that I needed to eat bit more to have enough energy to make it through the day. The mountains were within eyesight and they looked gorgeous! I had never been more excited to be walking rather than flying. From here on it would take us about 3 days to get to Vail where we would restock on supplies. Allen definitely seem excited about this journey as well, but not to the extent of having tears in the corner of his eyes like myself. I wasn’t known to cry hardly ever, you could could all the times I had cried since childhood on one hand, but this was an emotional moment. Between the beauty of the mountains and missing home, I couldn’t

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